The Arms Are Fair, When The Intent

Desire Of Having Is The Sin Of Covetousness.

And Worse I May Be Yet: The Worst Is Not So Long As We Can Say 'this Is The Worst.

If't Be Summer News, Smile To't Before; If Winterly, Thou Need'st But Keep That Count'nance Still.

Words To Deeds Cold Breath Gives.

Mend When Thou Canst; Be Better At Thy Leisure.